Awsten's POV

I was so done with life. I rubbed my temples and sat back in the chair, opting to study the ceiling rather than whatever shit I'm supposed to be learning. Like when was I ever gonna need algebra? Never. Teachers waste too much time teaching pointless shit that we will never need.

The back of my neck started aching and I could feel myself going light headed. More than likely my face had turned bright red and that mixed with purple hair was not a good look. I've already got a loud mouth and pale skin. With some difficulty I managed to sit upright and instead turned my attention to the window. Rain pelted against the glass, splashing and dripping down like blood stains. Trees lined the horizon but closer, behind a few bushes, two eyes bore into mine.

Who is he? Why is he staring at me? Why do I stare back? Why can't I move? His intense gaze captured me like a deer in headlights. His piercing blue eyes stared into my dual chromed irises and I couldn't feel anything, couldn't move. A loud ringing signaled the end of class. It startled me and I jumped, blinking furiously but when I looked back he was gone. Weird. "Dude come on. We're gonna be late to History and Miss Paige will kill us." Otto waved his hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. His girlfriend of three years, Grace, stood next to him. She smiled at me and took my book to the front of the class which gave me more time to pack my stuff away.

Most of the class had slowly filtered out and it was only us and couple of other kids that didn't care left. We walked out the room and down the hall to our next class but I couldn't get those blue eyes out of my thoughts. Who is he?

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"Dude I'm seriously considering jumping out the window right now." Otto complained, slamming his head on the desk. "Ow."

"Well done."

He sat up rubbing the red mark on his head, glaring at me. I shrugged and turned my attention back to the board. History is one subject I'm definitely not wanting to pass but it was either this or Geography but fuck that. Five hours a week with with Mrs Pickles? No thanks. Beside me, my apparently seventeen year old best friend tried to entertain himself by balancing pencils on his nose. Unfortunately he failed and all that he got was a lap full of pencils and a light smack on the back of his head from his girlfriend.

He turned round to glare at her. While they had a whispered argument I tried not to choke on the mound of brown hair being shoved in my face. Thankfully Grace won and Otto moved his head round, freeing me from a painful and uncomfortable death. "Do you get any of this?" Otto asked, nudging my arm. I looked down at my notes -or lack thereof- and shook my head. "Nope." Yawning I looked past Otto's hair and out the window. It stopped raining but the eyes were still there.

Frozen all I could do was stare back. Who was this guy? Above his eyes sat brown hair, framing his perfectly structured cheekbones. His nose was set in just the right place and plump lips were above a killer jawline. He was thin but not to skinny and quite tall.  I felt like he was staring into my soul. As if reading my thoughts he smiled and winked before walking away. As soon as our eye contact was broken my body seemed to curl into itself. He's seriously messing with my head. "Mr Knight! Pay attention!" Miss Paige shouted from the front of the class.

I rolled my eyes and turned slightly. "Look  at me!" She demanded. I locked eyes with her and glared at her, never taking them off her as she moved around. "Stop staring, it's rude."

"You told me to look at you!" I protested. "Don't answer back!" She yelled, infuriated.

"I was making a point." I explained, my hands raised in surrender.

"One more word and you're out." Otto hit my arm and shook his head. "Don't." He whispered. I closed my mouth and folded my arms. A few minutes later something round and white came hurtling at me, hitting the back of my head. In my peripheral I saw Patty shoot me a thumbs up and I shook my head, bending down to pick up the paper ball at my feet.

I smoothed it out and stifled a laugh. I pushed it across the desk to Otto; he too tried to hard not to giggle.

Maxx fell asleep so Cody's trying to see how many pens he can stick up his nose. So far he's managed four but he ran out of pens.

We both looked over to Cody. He was rummaging around in the blonde boys pencil case to, presumably, find more writing equipment. Instead he fished out a couple of erasers and a ruler, choosing to stick them in Maxx's open mouth. I wanted to tell Miss Paige that her class was boring and half her students were asleep but wasn't willing to risk it. When the final bell rang every student raced out of the room, eager to leave. A startled Maxx almost fell out of his chair, glaring at his best friend for wasting his pens. He sneezed and pouted, collecting all the equipment off the floor.

"I hate you Cody." Maxx snarled.

"Nah you love me." Cody flipped his hair and winked at Maxx.

"Whatever." The blonde hauled his bag onto his back and headed for the door. "You coming for dinner?" Cody asked after him. "Depends what it is."

"Eggs." Cody said, looking at his phone.

"Eggs again!" Maxx curled his hand into a fist, raising it above his head.

"Shut up." The brunette muttered, shoving Maxx out the door.

"You didn't need to tell me, I would've come anyway." Maxx's voice echoed down the hallway. "I totally ship them." Otto said from beside me. I laughed and picked up my own bag. Patty waltzed over and slung an arm around my neck. "You ready?" I nodded and leant into his side.

Patty, Otto and I had been friends for years. I feel so comfortable around him. When I was questioning he was there for me and still is. However I was still questioning.

I didn't get hormones and "love." What even is love? It's just a bunch of chemicals and a desire to reproduce and save our race right? So why is it so damn difficult to understand?

Love is a word thrown around carelessly and has lost all mean. I hadn't found love and didn't want to. I wasn't ready. I guess in a way I never have been. Grace took Otto's hand and we all walked out into the blinding light.

The rain had stopped, the dark clouds had passed, the sun was out but I still felt weird. Something felt wrong. I give Otto a one armed hug and both parties set off in different directions. I was happy for Otto. Him and Grace were really good together. He was the happiest he had ever been.

Due to the fact there was fifty million kids walking the same route we normally do, Patty and I took the long way round. It gave us more time to look at the view. My blonde friend chatted away about his day and some drama between Andy and Ben. I tried to pay attention but that uneasiness was still present. I felt like someone was watching or following us.

Sure enough when I glanced over my shoulder, there those blue eyes were. Shit. "That sounds interesting Patty but I'm tired and have a fuck ton of homework, can we cut through here and take the shorter way?" He looks confused but nods.

Clearly my tone convinced him I was serious, even if my reason didn't. My hope was that if we managed to blend into the crowd of teenagers we could lose him and thankfully we did.

We were carried through the swarm of bodies to outside our houses. We live opposite each other and have known each other since forever. I can always count on him. "You still up for Friday?" He called from across the street. I turn and face him, nodding and smiling.

Satisfied with my answer, he went back to struggling with his door key in the lock while I opened mine with ease. "Try the other key." I shouted over my shoulder.

The annoyed noises stopped and were replaced with a triumphant "hell yeah" and the slamming of a door. Well done Patty, you can open a door. I walked through my own door, tossed my keys in the bowl and kicked my shoes off.

My mom and Gracie hadn't arrived yet so I grabbed an apple and headed upstairs. Tossing my bag into an already messy corner I flipped onto my bed, apple in hand, and stared at the ceiling trying to decompress from a weird day.

Eventually I heard my parents and sister downstairs but fell asleep shortly after, too tired to socialise. For the first time in five years I dreamt. I dreamt of no school, no stressful situations and of two blue eyes.

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